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Friday, March 30, 2007

The Lost Girl

All alone in the forest;
Cold and hungry.
Hungry for warmth;
Cold in her heart.
Life is so harsh on her;
She wish she was dead;
She wish she can float,
Float away from this world.
The world filled with lies and "immorality".
People are like ghost;

Wandering ghost hunting for weak victims.
Looking for victory,
For glory.
Where is the kind world she used to be in.
Its just a childhood dream.
She saw a little flicker of light.
Hope.
She ran towards it.
The man;
She saw the man.
She smiled gratefully.
He took a knife and stab her.
Leaving her to bleed,
To death.
Frozen heart.

12:50:00 AM

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